A La Nana / El Conde Niño (Lord, Protect Them / The Young Count)

Many years later, we would remember the great fires and wonder how anything could have made it out at all.

We would remember the urgent conversation, the tightness in the chest, those hushed, urgent voices in the kitchen while the children slept. And we heard the news, we felt the omens, but who would have known what they really meant?

And so we told stories of an older age, stories that touched our uncertainty but that always resolved in hope.